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Fictober prompt 5 [comic art]
Yet ANOTHER ending rewrite.
Rooftop ended SLIGHTLY different.
Bad guy's been shot, caught, and Vincent gets to return to his old life. But is that what he wants now? -
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He does recognise that if he were a different kind of person, there's an opportunity here to just pretend that IKEA entertainment centers are his kink. However, Roy Kent is not that person. "I hired you by mistake."
Jamie blinks. "What?"
"Needed a hand with a furniture thing, didn't notice what the site was really for."
"Didn't notice..." Jamie stares at him. "But you paid... and there's a picture of a guy licking—"
"All right," Roy snaps.
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They're steadily climbing the table of the Prem, Jamie's playing the best football of his life, things would be GREAT, except Roy won't stop putting his hands on him and his dad's gonna start drinking again any minute now. So if Jamie's a little tense, it's not his fault.
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Eddie suddenly tightens his previously loose grip around Buck’s dick and begins sliding it over the length again, his strokes tight and quick. His brows knit again, his right shoulder curling forward with the movement.
The pleasure knocks Buck off his rhythm, his hand dropping down and grasping at the sheets as his dick kicks against Eddie’s fingers. He’s so hard it hurts, but he doesn’t care, not when—
“Is it your shoulder?” Buck pants raggedly, trying to breathe through the tightness forming just behind his navel. It’s good. It’s so good. But it’s not— it’s not worth Eddie being in pain.
“You’re close,” Eddie says instead of an actual answer. He’s always been prone to deflection. “C’mon, baby.”
OR: Eddie's shoulder flares up. It's none of anyone's business.
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Let’s wander (till the fuckers demand an encore) by Chrissy22
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
12 Mar 2023
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“Here I was just trying to make friendly conversation –“ Jaskier began.
“We aren’t friends," said Lambert.
“-And you went and slipped something in my drink.”
“I poured it into your drink right in front of you. Didn’t make you drink it.”
“Does Geralt know you tried to poison me?”
“Does Geralt know you let strangers spike your drink without asking what’s in it?”
“…Fair enough,” said Jaskier. “I won’t tell if you won’t” he smiled, holding out a hand.
In which Jaskier runs into Lambert in the early days of his travels with Geralt. A friendship grows over two decades of encounters on the Path.